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ducksinhats · 9 months
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"now you see me" more like now i see fucking nothing bc there is NO ONE HERE the fandom is in the GRAVE
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"I came into the world with the wrong family, but I’m leaving with the right one. I love you guys."
can you tell i miss them immensely
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hermionegalathynius · 4 months
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Found Family (4/?)
So I was pleasantly surprised by the amount of positive reactions this story is getting. I just want to say thank you to everyone who takes the time to like or reblog or comment my work because it means the world to me.
Fandom: Now You See Me
Pairing: Danny Atlas x Reader
Warnings: Some swearing — read at your own discretion.
Part 3
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  “Hello New York!” Danny exclaimed, stepping forward and greeting the crowd. They screamed. 
  “Thank you so much! Hey, it’s great to be back! And have you met our newest Horsemen, the May sisters! Y/n and Lula!”
  The audience cheered louder and you and Lula waved, bright smiles on both your faces. Danny grinned back at you with a wink. 
  “Feels good right?”
  You nodded, “Yep.”
  “Pretty good,” Lula said, walking across the stage, “Pretty good.”
  Danny turned back to the audience and started to calm them, “Thank you, thank you.”
  The cheering quietened.
  “Um, okay. We want to talk to you about your privacy. What does your privacy mean to you?”
  “Because apparently to Owen Case, it means absolutely nothing,” Merritt continued.
  The audience looked around nervously. Your smile widened as you moved to stand next to Danny.
  “No actually, Merritt, it means less than absolutely nothing,” you said before addressing the audience, “You see, Owen’s mocked your privacy. He’s scorned it.”
  Danny nodded, running a discreet hand down your back and loosening the tension in your shoulders. You tried not to blush in front of an audience of people. 
  “Right,” he continued, “and we’re not just talking about the things that you already agreed to when you signed probably without reading the terms and conditions of Octas 1 through 7.”
  “So,” Lula began, “Before we start the show, we had Owen agree to a few terms of our own.”
  You grinned at her, proud of her for reaching this dream. She looked so comfortable up there, talking to the audience. You were glad to be able to do it with her, too.
  “So everything that he had once considered private…” Lula trailed off.
  Your heart dropped to your stomach as her mic cut out. One glance at Danny told you he understood and he quickly walked over to Lula.
  “Yeah, everything that he once considered private is now…” his mic cut off too.
  “Shit,” you whispered, not bothering to mind your language as you assumed yours had cut off too. 
  The screen behind you flashed and white noise filled the theatre. People screamed. 
  “Oh my,” a computer-generated voice echoed through the room, “As the Horsemen like to say, magic is about controlling perception.”
  You gazed up at the shifting face that appeared on the screen. Someone grabbed your arm gently and you turned to see Danny. 
 “Y/n!” He exclaimed, “Are you alright?”
  You swallowed, fear piercing through you, “I… yeah. Yeah I’m okay. What’s going on, Danny?”
  He shook his head, “I don’t know.”
  “You see them as the champions of the truth,” the voice continued, “but are they? Or is that just another one of their illusions?”
  “Shit shit shit,” Merritt was saying as he and Lula joined you and Danny in the middle of the stage, “Where’s Dylan?”
  “And Jack?” Lula added. 
  “So since they clearly love secrets, let’s reveal some of theirs.”
  “Danny, everyone, get off the stage,” Dylan’s voice crackled through the coms, “Jack, go with them. I’ll see you at the meet up point.”
  Danny’s hand moved down your arm and gripped yours. You squeezed his fingers in response.
  “Let’s go,” he said, pulling you off the stage behind him. 
  The four of you began running, the voice echoing behind you clear as day. 
  “Do you recall the death of Jack Wilder? What if I told you he’s not just alive, but he’s actually right here.”
  Jack’s alarmed face under his security cap was displayed on a screen you passed as you ran out of the backstage area.
  “Dammit,” you heard Danny mutter. His hand was still firmly clasped around yours. Normally you would be bothered by the tightness, but adrenalin was coursing through your veins and you were just that desperate not to lose track of him in this chaos. 
  “And do you know who else is here? The FBI. Let’s let them in, shall we? And now for the big reveal…”
  “Where’s the door to the roof?” Danny called to Jack as the younger man joined the group running to the meeting point. 
  “Take the next left then up the stairs,” Jack said. 
  “There’s a fifth Horseman, and he’s the biggest criminal of them all. FBI agent Dylan Rhodes.”
  The five of you punched through the door to the roof. 
  “How the hell could this happen? I thought Dylan had everything under control!” Merritt yelled.
  “Yeah. Apparently he didn’t,” Danny said, quietly frustrated in the way you knew he could get.
  Merritt whirled on the illusionist, and something in his expression told you Danny wouldn’t like what he was about to say. 
  “Maybe you’re the leak, Dan. Where’ve you been sneaking off to?” Merritt demanded. 
  Danny let go of your hand and advanced on the mentalist, “Don’t you dare for a second insinuate that I had anything to do with this!”
  “I’m not insinuating, that’s your-“ Merritt began to retort, but Jack cut in. 
  “Let’s get to the truck, come on!”
  You all ran to the black tube. Danny nudged you in front of him, and you jumped in. 
  Gritting your teeth against the roller-coster sensation in your gut, you crossed your arms over your chest and noted with some curiosity the pulsing sound coming from the gaps in the tube. 
  You could also hear Jack sliding ahead of you and Danny behind you. After a moment you also heard Merritt screaming further back. 
  Then, with a thud you tumbled into a laundry basket. 
  “Wha…” you breathed, getting a split second to gaze around at your surroundings before Danny slammed into you. 
  “Oof,” he said, “Sorry. You okay?”
  You winced, “Yeah. A little bruised, but I’ve had worse. You?”
  He nodded as Lula and Merritt tumbled into the basket next to you, “Yeah. What the hell is going on?”
  “Wasn’t there supposed to be a truck?” Merritt asked, clambering out of the basket. The rest of you followed his lead. Asian people in white aprons started yelling at you, shoving you through a crowded, steamy kitchen.
  “Wait,” Danny said in between being shoved by Chinese chefs, “did you mis-run the tube?”
  “No, I put it in the truck, I know I did!” Jack exclaimed, bumping into you while trying to dodge an oncoming tray. 
  “We’re really not in the truck right now,” you said, stumbling into Danny who reached back and grabbed your hand, the sensation becoming familiar to you.
  “Somebody must have moved the tube,” Merritt said, as you all moved through a set of doors into what looked like a restaurant, “Were we above a Chinese restaurant?”
  “I’m moving, relax!” Lula yelled at the man who was shoving her out of the kitchen. 
  “Okay, why are we here?” you demanded.
  “Why am I frickin’ starving?” Lula asked, staring at the Chinese food everywhere.
  “Yeah, I’m weirdly starving too,” Jack mused.
  At their words your own stomach growled, responding to the smell of noodles and stir fry surrounding you.
  Merritt moved towards the door, popping his head outside. 
  “Something’s very wrong,” you told Danny softly.
  He nodded, brows furrowed, “Yeah, I agree.”
  “At least,” Lula began as Merritt returned, “And I know this isn’t much consolation, but apparently we’re now surrounded by Chinese food. Right?”
  “Guys…” Merritt said and you all turned to look at him, “I think where we are right now, they don’t refer to it as ‘Chinese food’. It’s just called… food.”
  “Shit,” you muttered.
  “Wait, what are you saying?” Danny asked, “How is this possible?”
  A high pitched giggle directed all of your attention to the man with a perm sitting at the table nearest you, facing away with a menu held up in front of his face. 
  “I believe in your particular parlance, the word is ‘magic’.”
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Just a fun little NYSM tribute I made to celebrate the announcement of the third movie. (I'm a little late to the party haha)
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anoymousalex22 · 5 months
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true lol
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I BRING NEWS.
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werewylf · 3 months
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rewatching now you see me and I think it's so funny how oblivious dylan pretends to be,, thaddeus bradley WHO,, the eye WHAT,, no sir I don't know anything abt the magic industry
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intizzies · 8 months
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since tiktok hates me I have to put this here too so maybe some nysm fans can see it bc I put so much work into this bloody thing istg
there's a shorter version on @ realitysplinter and this version on @ airyeditss on tiktok 🩷🩷
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broadwayfan92 · 11 days
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Dylan Rhodes is back! Let’s go!!
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red-write-hand · 5 months
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to reiterate a different post, HOLY FUCK IS THE NOW YOU SEE ME FANDOM DEAD. Y’all. I will personally make a whole new blog just to perform necromancy to bring this fandom back. WATCH ME.
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teddie-bear22 · 1 year
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...hey, Now You See Me fandom... in the year of our lord 2022... how alive are you??? How many of yall are there???? Like if u r alive pls thank you <3
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superblizzardfire · 3 months
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Speaking as both a Dylan and a H/C fan, there is a serious lack of Dylan whump to be found. Where are the post-drowning sickfics, the "got hurt doing FBI stuff" fics, the "being scared of open water" fics? Idk I just think grumpy agent man deserves some looking after ya know?
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Also where are the bottom Dylan fics I am going to have to write some aren't I
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bellamer · 3 months
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Had a dream that I was in Now You See Me 3 because Lula didn’t come back for some odd reason and the Horsemen thought they were cursed with their female members since they always left so they treated me like I wasn’t going to last so I had to prove myself as a Horseman and eventually started dating Jack. I can’t tell you what we were stealing though. It was something big and Dylan kept concealing it and we were all just like “How can we steal something and we don’t even know what it is” but that was like the challenge or something.
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Being in a small (or dead) fandom is a pain because there's not enough content
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hoardingpuffin · 7 months
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I am once again thinking about NYSM and Trans Masc Merritt McKinney as well as Trans Masc Jack Wilder.
I can elaborate and have a fanfic WiP on my computer
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Things I hope to see/or not see in NYSM3
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Merritt and Jack bullying Daniel (so hard- please)
Dylan being a mastermind but an absolute stupid idiot at the same time, the energy this man produces is such a vibe but I need that energy specifically.
I mean like this guy can do the tough act, it cool, great- BUT PLEASE ALSO LET HIM GIVE OFF SOPPING WET PUPPY DOG VIBES-
A Henley & Lula meet up.
The Eye explained more in-depth and set straight, it was pretty confusing the first two movies.
I’d also like to see Dylan’s fbi and magic sides combined, it was awesome to see it in the second movie so to see it again would be amazing.
Thaddeus Bradley sucks and i would not mind if they never mention him again unless it’s to bully him.
Each of the members getting to showcase their magic methods in-depth, like Jack is the card guy, Merritt is the hypnotist, I’m assuming Lula is the hardcore illusionist? (Idk the work for a magician who’s specialty is killing things and bringing them back to life and also doing very gorey things 🧍‍♂️) and Idk what the hell Daniel is doing so- y’know, more info would be great.
IF DYLAN’S DAD COMES BACK TO LIFE, I WILL PUT HIM BACK IN THE GROUND. THAT TROPE IS AS DEAD AS I HOPE DYLAN’S DAD IS.
Sorry, that was mean (/ref)
I feel like Daniel was just coming off as the “I hate everyone” type of team member, but now that he’s finally warmed up to the rest of the team I hope they refine his personality towards the others in a fun way.
Also Lula literally says that she’s “not like other girls” in the movie- please refine that part of her or I will forever have mary sue subconsciously repeating in the back of my head every time I see her.
Lula and Jack couple moments, they became a couple last movie! You have to give me more content of the two if your going to do that!
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